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Authors: Sabrina York

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She smacked him on the shoulder. “Of course it’s yours, doofus.”

Ah yes, he reminded himself. He was her only.

Even now, the thought sent warmth curling through him. An immeasurable comfort. He kissed her, slowly, reverently.

She pulled away with a laugh.”What was that for?”

“For picking me to be your first.” He kissed her again. “Thank you for that.”

“Thank
you
.” She grinned. “It was a wonderful one night stand, by the way.”

“Was it?”

“Yes.”

“Not very effective, though. As a one night stand.”

It’d been a string of one nights—each better than the last.

If he had his way, it would be a lifetime of them.

One night stands.

Every night.

For the rest of their lives.

She folded her hands. “So…” She cleared her throat. “What do you think? About the baby?”

“Darling.” He pulled her back into his arms and showed her. Or tried to show her. But again, she pushed him away.

“Are you happy?” she asked. Apparently actions didn’t speak louder than words. At least not where Emily was concerned.

“Very happy. Extremely happy. Insanely happy.”

“Are you sure?”

He laughed. “I’m really sure. Emily, I couldn’t be more delighted.”

“Oh, Ash…”

“My father will be delighted as well.”

“I am so glad for that,” she grinned.

“I have something to tell you too,” he said.

“What’s that?” she quipped, clearly not anticipating the depth of his announcement. Certainly not as profound as hers, but still.

“I love you, Emily Donahue. I love you with every fiber of my being.”

Her lips parted and a sigh gusted out.

But she didn’t respond.

His heart pounded. His throat ached. Every muscle vibrated.

Silence stretched as she stared at him, stretched so thin it seared his nerves.

“Emily?”

His woeful prompt nudged her from her stupor.

“Oh Ash.” She set a palm on his cheek. “Oh Ash.”

She didn’t say the words. She didn’t need to. He could see her love shining in her eyes and he knew.

Just knew.

He reached over into the drawer in the bedside table and pulled out the small box he’d hidden there. A box filled with something sparkly.

And he opened it.

Next Up:

Devlin’s Dare by Sabrina York

A Tryst Island Erotic Romance

“
That’s
Devlin Fox?”

Tara stared at the group of guys carousing at the table on the other side of the bar. It wasn’t bad enough that the gorgeous guy she ran into on the ferry turned out to be friends with the douche in the ascot she’d been running from. No.

He had to be her worst enemy too.

Damn. Damn, damn.

“You know him?” Bella asked.

“He writes a Foodie Blog.” She glared around the table. “He gave Stud Muffin a bad review.”

“What?”

“Why did he do that?”

She crossed her arms over her chest. She’d spent her life learning her craft. Spent her life savings opening her own bakery. Spent years building clientele. And then, with one crappy review, business had tanked. It was unfair for one man to have so much power. “Because I don’t have gluten free.” And then, under her breath, “Big baby.”

Still, gluten free was a big deal in Seattle. She’d spent the past week working up recipes.

“What are you thinking?” Kaitlin asked in a whisper.

Tara froze. It didn’t do to
think
around Kaitlin. Not that she read minds, or at least she insisted she didn’t. But she seemed to
know
things regardless.

“Nothing.”

Kaitlin’s face rumpled, as though she smelled something nasty. Like a lie.

But hell. Tara couldn’t tell Kaitlin what she was really thinking about because Kaitlin—the sweet, innocent soul that she was—would try to talk her out of it. Ramble on about Karma and shit.

No, Tara couldn’t tell anyone what she was really thinking about.

Because she was plotting revenge.

She was going to get Devlin Fox back. And she was going to get him good.

“Hi there.”

Devlin turned on the barstool, his trademark smile plastered on his face. Everything within him froze. It was her. That little slice of heaven from the ferry. Damn. She was just as hot as he remembered.

She sidled up next to him. Interest—and something else—rose.

“Well hello there.”

He liked her scent, something floral and light. He liked her heat as she pressed against his side. She lowered her long lush lashes and peeped up at him through the fringe. Damn, that was sexy. She licked her lips. That was sexy too. “I never got to thank you,” she purred.

“Th-Thank me?” Was that her hand? On his thigh?

Shit yeah.

“For saving me.” She smiled. Her fingers flexed. “I would have tumbled to my death if you hadn’t grabbed me.”

“I doubt you would have tumbled to your death. Disfigurement, perhaps. Dire injury. But not death. Don’t exaggerate.”

She laughed, a low chortle. “Still. Thank you.” She leaned closer and whispered, “Can I buy you a drink?”

Devlin blinked. He’d been hit on in bars before, but no woman had ever offered to buy him a drink.

She might just be a perfect woman. “Sure.”

“What’s your poison?”

“Whiskey sour.”

She signaled to the bartender.

“So…I’m Devlin.”

“Devlin.” She cooed. Actually cooed.

“And you are…?”

“Interested.”

He jumped a little as her hand skated up his thigh. His pulse skipped. “I…ah…yes. But what can I call you?” He had a pretty good idea where this was headed, and he wanted to know what to bleat as he sank into her steamy depths. It was only polite to know a woman’s name at a moment like that.

She pursed her lips, as though she were thinking it over. Or thinking about something else. Her thumb snaked up. Nudged his balls, just ever so lightly, and through thick denim, but he felt it like an electrical charge. “Call me Sugar.”

“Sugar.” Oh yeah. She was sweet. “Would you…like to go for a walk?”

“A walk?” His cock lurched.

“It’s a beautiful night…”

She glanced over her shoulder and then threaded her fingers in his, leading him toward the back of the bar. He didn’t know why they weren’t heading for the front door, but didn’t much care.

She was a beautiful woman. She wanted him. And he was just drunk enough to follow her anywhere she led.

He shot a glance at Parker who took in the scene in a glance and sent him a thumbs up.

They barely made it out the back door of the bar before she kissed him. Damn. Backed him up against the wall and threaded her fingers in his hair and pulled his head down and took his mouth.

And damn, she was a good kisser. She ate him with heat and passion and carnivorous zeal. He responded in kind, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. He nearly passed out when she sucked on it, nibbled it, toyed with it. He couldn’t help imagining her doing the same to his cock.

Her palm roved over his chest and made its way down to his hips. His held his breath as she slowly teased the band of his jeans. She pulled back and held his gaze as she popped the snap.

“Mmm.” She rumbled, reaching in. He hissed in a breath as she molded his length. Squeezed. “Such a big boy.” She licked her lips and his brain short-circuited.

When she went to her knees before him and blew a hot breath on him through the cotton of his briefs, he nearly lost consciousness. “I want to suck you,” she said. “Take off your pants.”

Holy God. Yes.

In a frenzy, he kicked off his shoes, and ripped off his jeans, hopping from one foot to the other. He held still, frozen in place, as she hooked her thumbs in his briefs and eased them down. His cock sprang free. She dragged his underwear down until they pooled at his ankles.

He heard the catch of her breath. Felt the trace of a warm finger around his swollen head and down to the base. He shuddered.

“Ah. Yes,” she said, coming close. Her breath skated over him. His knees knocked. She fisted him. Pumped. Once. Twice. Blood pounded at his temples. Thrummed in his cock. She bent closer. Her damp breath kissed the head. “Such a big dick,” she said.

If he’d been in his right mind, her tone would have warned him, but he wasn’t in his right mind. He was a little drunk and a lot horny and there was a gorgeous woman on her knees before him with his cock in her fist. And her mouth hovered just over the tip. Yes. Yes. Just a little more…

She released him and stood up in a rush. Her beautiful, seductive expression morphed into something bitter. He gaped at her, stunned.

“Yeah,” she said, propping her fists on her hips. “You, Devlin Fox, are a big dick.”

And then she whirled on her heel and left. Left him standing there, half-naked, leaning against the grimy brick wall behind a grungy little bar.

And she took his jeans.

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Book 4: Heart of Ash

Book 5: Devlin’s Dare—Coming soon

About Sabrina York

Her Royal Hotness, Sabrina York, writes naked erotic fiction for fans who like it hot, hard and balls-to-the-wall, and erotic romance and fantasy for readers who prefer a slow burn to passion.

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